"How?" Gillibar looked sideways at me and asked with a smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

How could you care so much? I nodded suspiciously, and he immediately put his waist all the way and said, "I did it!"

I didn't expect that he really did it, which really surprised me.

"I didn't put a lot of effort into making this breakfast for you. Not to mention that this porridge is a good sight for me to watch slowly boiled over low heat, let's just say that this glutinous rice cake is baked by me piece by piece, which is very labor-intensive!

My method is different from others, that is, I first brush a piece of glutinous rice with honey and slowly roast it over a charcoal fire, and when it is almost baked, then brush a layer of honey and stick another piece of glutinous rice cake and then roast it, and so on layer by layer, before it is baked into such a piece as it is now.

Look at how many layers there are in this glutinous cake, it's like a mille-feuille......"

Gillibal said with a smile of triumph.

I knew that this breakfast bothered him, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but I was biased against his smug appearance, and when I saw him, I wanted to frustrate his spirit, and I wanted to tease him. So he interrupted him with a cold face and said, "What do you want to explain?"

"Huh? You don't like it?"

I didn't expect me to come to such a sentence I didn t buy it, his face turned cloudy, and the emotions that were still high just now instantly went to Java and wilted.

"I ...... I just want to tie you up with delicious food, so that you can't live here......" he said with a dejected eyelid.

I stretched out my leg and kicked him, he looked up, and Si Ai Ai looked at me with resentment, and I laughed out loud, and said sincerely, "Thank you, it's delicious, I like it very much." ”

"Really?"

He immediately came to his senses, snorted and knelt on the ground, "If you like it, I will make it for you every day in the future." ”

I said softly: "It's good to leave this kind of thing to the cook, I'm not so squeamish, and I have to let you, the chief manager, wait every day." ”

Gillibal shook his fat body and said embarrassedly: "Our cooks are pangolins, and the cooks are all rats, isn't it because I'm afraid that you will dislike them."

Ahem, I choked on a mouthful of porridge and almost didn't spray it all on him. Inner roar, disgusted with them? You're still yellow-skinned!

He rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Lord Steward, I don't understand, why can't you hire a serious person for such a big field?" Are you exploiting these laborers under the banner of assisting the King of Shu? Honestly, how much money did you hack them?"

"Oh, mage, how can I hack their money? It's not for secrecy. You also know our situation, if you hire an outsider, it is inconvenient, and you will be found out one day. Do you think I'm going to kill people or what to do? So, it's better to use your own people, safe!"

I teased him, "It's quite thoughtful." ”

"That's it!" After saying that, the little neck was raised again.

I found that this gillibar cannot be boasted, and when he praises, he will be stunned.

I hastened up to eat breakfast, and went to the palace of the king of Shu with Gilibal.

After entering the palace gate, I followed him around and around to a secluded place. There is a small pavilion under the luxuriant camphor tree, and there is a stone table and a stone bench in the pavilion, and the turtle spirit sits in it with his back to us, motionless, like a statue, and I don't know what he is thinking.

Gilibal walked a few quick steps, came to the pavilion, bowed down, put his right hand on his left chest, and saluted: "King, the man has arrived." ”

The turtle spirit stood up and turned around, but did not speak, only stared at me with a pair of cloudy but sharp eyes.

After staring at him for a moment, he hesitated for a moment, but he still bowed like Gilibal and said, "Pure heart to meet Your Majesty." ”

The turtle spirit sat there steadily, accepted my salute, and said slowly: "I heard from the chief manager, you are an orphan?"

"Yes."

"Coincidentally, so did I."

I was stunned and immediately answered, "Yes, it's a coincidence."

The turtle spirit stared at me with good eyes and muttered, "It's good to be young."

His eyes fell on my face, but his gaze was ethereal, as if it had penetrated me and I was looking at something else. What was he thinking? In the sad passing of the Fantasia years?

I remember that he said this last time we met, and his tone at that time was full of helplessness and unwillingness. Could it be that he was struggling with why his body was so old?

This person in front of me is far from the boy in my dreams, maybe only to this point will people cherish the youth that was once squandered, right? He stared at me, without saying a word, and his mind didn't know where to go!

Time passed little by little, we looked at each other for a long time, and the appearance of him dying finally made me unbearable. Hesitating in three, a slight salute interrupted his fugue.

“...... Wang, if you can trust me, I can personally prepare the pill for you, as long as you take it on time, your body will definitely get better. ”

I thought about it for a moment and added, "The skin will be better, too." ”

"Who are you?" The turtle spirit suddenly came up to me without warning, stared at me and asked.

I felt a pang in my heart, this is the difference between him and the clear space, if it was changed to the clear space, I would not have thought of asking this, but I was happy and cheered in the morning.

“...... It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I'm not harmful to you and may help you. We're not enemies, are we?" I don't look at him with humility or arrogance.

"Help me?" His pupils narrowed and dilated, and he laughed maniacally, and walked back to the table and sat down, his eyes as if they were about to pierce me, and said, "Since the mage doesn't want to say more, then I won't ask more." It's just that I want to know, how can you help me?"

Looking at his almost demonic face, I said slowly, "Solve your heart disease."

The turtle spirit trembled, the hand on the table clenched into a fist, and asked sharply, "Who are you?"

I smiled indifferently and said, "It really doesn't matter what kind of person I am."

Looking at his vigilant gaze, I talked eloquently: "I once had a dream that a young man was alone, crossing the mountains and mountains to the land of Bashu. Overcoming obstacles all the way, sleeping in the open air, lonely and helpless, it makes people feel distressed when they look at it. But the young man was so tenacious, he was smart, kind, kind-hearted, considerate of others everywhere, respected and loved. ”

"Don't say it, don't say it!" The turtle stood up, waved his hands, and shouted to stop me, and the old tears were all over the place.

I shut my mouth and watched him go on a rampage, calmly. And Gillibar was so frightened that he fell to his knees, and cried out in a trembling voice: "What is wrong with you, king?"

The turtle spirit sat down on the stone bench, hid his face with his hands, and wept bitterly.

Looking at him like this, a feeling of compassion filled my entire chest, sullen, and my eyes became sour.